Are you well? Well, are you?
If you say you are well, why
do your eyes well with tears
unshed and why do you wander
well away from home and hearth,
a heartbeat away or a day away,
still well away from those who
love you and wish you well?

Your well-being, your being well —
same or not the same? “All’s
well that ends well.” But
does it end at all? Well?

A bit of a a cheat on this one, since this was a previously discarded riff on the word “well” from the Day Seven challenge, but I tweaked it to echo throughout the response here to Day Twenty-One. Thanks for another day of poetry, Miz Quickly.


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